One Listen.

Been meaning to cover this song for a while, just got to it now. Didn’t quite do it justice. Started getting a bit more into the zone toward the end, but it wasn’t soon enough. Ah well.

David Sylvian’s “Forbidden Colours” is a bonus track from the cd release of Secrets of the Beehive.

I hope you enjoy.

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Keys rise in a silent space. All attention is on them as they play a mystery before brushing a little and creating deeper melody. And soon they are joined by other sounds, and they retract a little from the scene.

Something is now floating, floating gently, and the main melody is forming. Voice starts floating along too, adding its own bit of melody. And when it pulls away percussion comes in and the keys are prominent once more. Playing a steady flow, playing a steady drift.

The keys cede space for the vocals; the percussion remains steady, and there’s something about the sounds coming together in the way they do that makes them feel wrought with emotion.

A rising up, a stress of sorts. Stress and tension before relaxing once more. Almost like a body heaving and relaxing. And it relaxes, and everything flows along, gradually, steadily. And eventually strings take over a little, and they’re almost percussive, or implying percussion. They take the space, and soon the vocals return once more, lowering, rising, gliding along, but held close to the chest. Held close to the heart they come from.

This sort of dance in a quietened, darkened space, calling out, wrought with emotion… this thing continues on, almost lonely, or perhaps it’s self-knowing. Perhaps that’s the best way to describe it, as it all comes to a point.

When reaching that point the sounds roll and rumble with drama, with comfort, with open tears and expression, and loneliness, disappearing in anguish, wrapping in layers of soothing, of relation, and falling away as the song ends.